Early morning, around 5:50 AM, a sharp knock sounded against Nyle’s door — loud enough to pull him from sleep.

*Blink. Blink. Blink.*

"Hwaah... who the fuck knocking agh...?" Nyle muttered through a yawn, glancing around blearily.

His cock stood stiff with morning wood, nestled between Fiona’s soft, warm thighs like it belonged there. She slept on peacefully, a small, satisfied smile still lingering on her lips from the night before.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he carefully slid out of bed and wrapped a towel low around his waist.

The cotton fabric did almost nothing to hide the thick, prominent tent pushing against it.

*Knock! Knock! Knock*

*Creak...*

"Yes...?" Nyle said as he opened the door, only to find Carmilla standing there in a pair of tight red running shorts that struggled to contain her massive ass, paired with a blue sports bra and a headband holding her hair back.

The moment he looked at her, the last traces of sleep faded, replaced by a sudden rush of fresh energy.

"Finally, you’re awake. Come on it’s time to pay your rent before I change my mind," she said, pulling out her phone.

Nyle paused.

The words had come out so fast she could’ve been a rapper.

"Oh... rent?" he asked, reluctantly pulling his gaze away from her ass.

"Don’t tell me you don’t have the money or something—"

Nyle cut her off.

"I do, actually."

Carmilla blinked, caught off guard by the simple answer. She had already braced herself for the usual stream of excuses, half a dozen scenarios spinning through her mind as she tried to predict his moves like a chess grandmaster.

But when none of them came, her expectations shattered in an instant and paused, lips parting slightly, then gave a small, almost reluctant nod.

"Go then. Bring it," she said, keeping her expression neutral.

Nyle forced a warm, easy smile and clasped his hands together in front of him. "While I bring the money, why don’t you come inside and sit for a moment?"

She shot him a sharp side-eye, suspicion flickering clearly across her face as she weighed something in silence.

"Thanks but I’m good outside," Carmilla replied in a flat tone.

Nyle paused, then tried again. "Outside...? People might see toh in a weird way, someone just standing around, waiting, just come in for a bit — I won’t take long."

Eventually she exhaled through her nose. "Okay. But hurry."

Nyle adjusted the stubborn morning wood between his thighs, fixed an innocent smile on his face, and quickly dragged a chair into the living room.

The moment Carmilla stepped across the threshold, a faint but unmistakable scent of sex and dried cum drifted up to meet her.

Carmilla didn’t react.

She simply sat down, calm and composed, eyes already locked on her phone as if nothing unusual hung in the air.

A moment later, Nyle returned carrying a clear glass of normal water on a small plate, and set it in front of her without a word of invitation.

"Water," he said, voice flat and even.

Carmilla didn’t look up or acknowledge him, but her thirst betrayed her. She reached for the glass, lifted it to her lips, and drank in long, quiet swallows.

A slow, evil smile spread across Nyle’s face as he watched her.

"Status," he whispered under his breath.

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<{INSPECT}>

Name: Carmilla Snith

Age: 32

Attraction: 0% ~> 5% ~> 10%

Loyalty: 0%

Lust: 10% ~> 15% ~25%

Description: A hot-headed housewife who loves spending money on herself, especially on her sex life by buying adult toys. She has harbored a strong BDSM fetish since her teenage years, but it has never been fulfilled by her husband.

<[ SEX-LIFE: UNSATISFIED ]>

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The way the percentages climbed so quickly made his smile widen slightly.

"What are you looking at?" Carmilla asked, her tone flat as she took another sip.

Nyle shook his head. "Nothing." Then he turned away, only to sneak another glance through the narrow gap of the bedroom door.

Within a few seconds, Carmilla lifted her left hand and began fanning herself.

The heat in her body was rising — slow at first, then steadily climbing higher.

"I’ve already finished one task. Let’s see what I got today," he murmured, swiping his hand through the empty air to the right.

A blue translucent screen materialized in his vision.

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<{ Daily Tasks }> <{ 18:42:09 remaining }>

1. Fuck a Milf in five different positions for atleast ten minutes. Reward: +5 Upgrade points, +5 Trade coins, +500Exp. [COMPLETED]

2. Tame a new Milf and fill her pussy twice in a row. Reward: +4 Upgrade points, +2 Trade coins, +400Exp.

3. Fuck a milf in front of her husband for an hour. Reward: +30 Trade coins, +5000Exp.

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What the fuck is this third task?

...

Two minutes later, Nyle returned with a plain white envelope, carefully keeping his expression neutral.

"Here’s the rent."

Carmilla took it without looking up and muttered, "Why is it so damn hot in here? Can you turn on the fan?"

He gave a small nod, turned, flipped the switch with a soft click, and watched the blades stay completely still. Why? Because he had faked it on purpose, letting the heat rise through her body.

"Oh no... the fan isn’t working," he said evenly, then stepped closer until he stood right beside her chair.

She tore the envelope open and peered inside. Her eyes widened the moment she saw what was there.

"What is this? It’s not money," she said, pulling out a single folded sheet of paper with the bold word ’Behind’ written on it.

"I know," Nyle replied.

*Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.*

"Eek—! What are you doing?!" Carmilla’s voice jumped, her expression twisting with pure shock.

She clearly hadn’t seen it coming.

Nyle’s hands closed firmly over her soft, heavy breasts through the sports bra, and squeezed them hard, thumbs rolling over the stiffening peaks of her nipples in circles.

Her head snapped back toward him.

Carmilla wanted to shove him away — her mind screamed at her to stop it — but her arms stayed frozen at her sides.

The sudden, bold massage of her tits had already short-circuited her thoughts, flooding her with an unwanted heat that made her body refuse to fight.

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